 Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of, forgotten lore, — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis...  The Living Authors of America: 1st ser - Pàgina 128per Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1852 - 620 pàgines
...integrity. " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — 1 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.'... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1852 - 308 pàgines
...rapping, rapping at my chamber door; While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more." Ah! distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1853 - 188 pàgines
...RAVEN. ONCE 'upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." B n. Ah, distinctly... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1853 - 522 pàgines
...pondered^ weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I^odded, nearly napping, suddenly there ^came a tapping, As...gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " 'Tis some visiter," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pàgines
...life of tbis unfortunate and unhappy author. ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I ponder'd weak and While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came...tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber-door. " 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamberdoor — Only this, and nothing... | |
 | 1854 - 80 pàgines
...POE. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly...my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah ! distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 580 pàgines
...RAVEN. OXCE npon a roidnight dreary, While I ponder'd, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping,...gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. „Tis some visiter," I mutter'd, ,,Tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly... | |
 | 1854 - 562 pàgines
...myself, " Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door." I refilled my pipe, and cast an uneasy glance around, expecting to see the " ghastly, grim, and ancient... | |
 | William Harrison Ainsworth - 1854 - 564 pàgines
...pondered, weak and weary, j,,; . Over шапу a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — ,, t While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came...some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door." .1 ii . :• it ri . . i N . . " • i •X refilled my pipe, and cast an uneasy glance around,, expecting... | |
 | 1854 - 380 pàgines
...NEW YOEK ONCE upon o midnight dreary, While 1 ponder'd, weak and weary Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, Bapping at my chamber door. " Tie some visitor," I mnttcr'd, " Tapping at my chamber door— .Only... | |
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